I don't know how to describe it.
It's stress smothered by hopelessness,
longing crushed by reality,
the essence of who I am caged,
an odd sense of isolation,
and complete loneliness.
But I don't feel terrible, I really don't. Just different. Subdued. Not living.
I just want to be old Victor again. Not this Victor.
And I definitely know I don't want to drag anybody down with me right now.
I will get back up.
things will stop being stupid soon.. and you'll get back the victor energy (trademarked) that defines you.
ReplyDelete.........until then, hourlong phone calls errday, and planning of things to look forward to!
feel better.
Energy sounds mighty fine right about now.
ReplyDeleteAnd those two sound real nice. :]